![]() ![]() Weezer Punctually Ring in Fall With 'SZNZ: Autumn' EP (This theme is all over pop culture now, and it’s getting tired lighten up, celebs!) But, like all things Weezer, Maladroit adds up to more. ![]() If words alone meant anything, Maladroit would be just another chapter in Cuomo’s sorry tale of self-loathing and sexual alienation, intensified by a new preoccupation with the perplexities of fame. Maladroit, the latest grouping of songs from Cuomo’s manically prolific pen, follows barely a year after the band’s long-awaited Green Album and signals the complete emergence of Cuomo the Song Machine, a man with a brain so full of music that he has to drain it regularly to stay alive. But his distracted creativity is his strength in this age of severe information overload. What makes Weezer so appealing? Artistically, Cuomo is more of a mess than his predecessors he doesn’t possess Costello’s meticulousness, Holly’s modesty or Ramone’s heart. After a few career bumps, the nasty little fella has ascended to the throne previously held by improbables such as Joey Ramone, Elvis Costello and old Buddy Holly himself: He’s this era’s model of a most unlikely rock star. But somehow, Cuomo turns the jumble into chart-topping cheddar. He then adds more disorder via vocal parts that suggest a crazed postal worker doing a Beatles tribute. Rivers Cuomo - the maladjusted, misanthropic mind behind the band - scribbles muddled diatribes about life and love’s utter futility, and splatters the lyrics against a wall of classic-rock quotations. By all logic, Weezer’s musical pileups should end up in a drawer somewhere. ![]()
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